Saturday, July 31, 2010

Baby Come Back

Last Sunday, my daily driver, Cold Dead Fingers, gave up the ghost. With a dramatic display of Motul contrails she signaled an abrupt end to the heavy wristed abuse. Perhaps it was the twice daily hot lap commutes. Maybe it was the extended gravel yard drifting sessions.  Or possibly it was just because she is old ironhead. Whatever the reason I vowed to make things right with her. Fingers is gonna get the finest top end overhaul $300 will provide. Nothing's too good for this ol' gal.

Taking a peek inside jug #1...

... me thinks I've found the problem

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